Chapter Nine

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i.. uh.. sorry

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*Louis' POV*

When Zayn came back from talking to Harry he didn't look happy. He was just getting ready to tell him sorry and then BAM.. something happened. I dunno what yet, but ill find out. But for now I'm just gonna leave it.

"Hey Zee. We were thinking about ditching the rest of the day, you in?" Zayn looked up and sighed.

"Honestly, I wish I could. But i can't. I have a STUPID Spanish presentation. I have to stand up IN FRONT OF PEOPLE and speak in French."

I looked at him like he was crazy, because.. what??

"Uh. Zayn, my man, what the hell did you just say?" I was so confused.

"Yeah dude. First you have a spanish presentation and now you have to speak French? Are you alright?" Liam looked genuinely worried for him while Niall was over here on the verge of tears because he was laughing so hard.

"Oh. Sorry... Yeah I meant French presentation. I have a French presentation. And I'm so not in the mood for talking in front of anyone."

"Wghy mun? Ebry-un lugs oo!!"({Translation: Why man? Everyone loves you!!}) Niall paused to finish chewing his food. Finally. "No one's gonna judge."

"Niall don't speak with your mouth full. Ya nasty." I threw napkins at him and turned to Zayn. "If you're so scared then why do it? Why not just come with us!"

"Because I'm almost failing that class. And grades are due tomorrow."

"WHAT. GRADES ARE DUE TOMORROW?" Niall jumped up and started running out of the cafeteria. "SORRY GUYS I HAVE TO GO GET MY GRADES UP. LATER."

"Welp, there goes ditching." Liam sighed and i frowned.

"We.. we can still go together.."

Liam looked at me with sympathetic eyes. "Lou.. I'm sorry.. I just don't think it'd be fun with only us. Not that you aren't fun! Just... y'know.." He shrugged.

"Yeah.." I think my heart just stopped. "Uh.. I gotta go to the nurse." I got up and walked out of the cafeteria and towards the doors. I'm not staying the rest of the day. Forget those prunes, forget Liam..

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*Liam's POV*

I watched Lou leave the school and frowned. "Was it something I said?" I looked at Zayn, but he was too busy stuffing his French work in his face to hear me, or care. So I just sat there worrying about if I said something wrong until the bell rang.

I walked into class and sighed. Great.. Now I screwed everything up and Lou probably thinks I hate him. Or worse, he hates me.

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*Zayn's POV*

I walked into art still staring at my French work. I wasn't watching where I was walking and I accidentally bumped into someone.

"Oh excuse me!" I looked up and BAM. I died. This dude with REALLY curly hair (even more curly than Harry's) smiled at me.

"Oh no worries." He smiled again and walked past me, but we still kept eye contact.

Holy shit.

I rushed to my seat and slammed my hands on the table, causing a little to much attention to me. Whenever everyone looked away except the people at my table and sat down.

"WHO the HELL is that!" I pointed to the guy i bumped into earlier, but put my hand down before anyone else saw. Because you know, pointing is rude.

"Ha. That's Jean-Paul. He's new here. He's.. FRENCH."

"Yep. I'm dead. Don't know when I died, all i know is, I'm in heaven!" They all laughed, except this one girl, Fay, that I've hated since FOREVER. And thats saying a lot, considering I don't hate anyone. She turned to me and scowled.

"Fuck off gay. He's MINE! I called dibs." I looked at her like she was crazy.

"Excuusse you, bitch. One, he's a PERSON. Not a toy. He has feelings and he probably wouldn't like for someone to say they have dibs on him. And TWO, he's gay. So bye." I turned away from her and started on my project, ignoring her desperate pleas for attention.

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I started to leave the class, when I saw Harry standing in front of the door, talking to someone.

"Ugh." I turned around and bumped into someone AGAIN. This just is not my day.

"Sorry." I looked up and it was Jean-Paul, ugh the name is even perfect, and frowned. "Again..."

He smiled and started walking closer to me, until we were out of the class and i almost bumped into Harry.

"No worries." He smiled down at me and i almost melted.

I bit my lip and smiled. Yes I am trying to flirt. Why? Because Harry is right behind us and I am trying to make him jealous. Even though he doesn't like me like that, I don't care.

I heard Harry scoff and say something under his breathe then walk away and I let out a breath.

Jean-Paul chuckled and I looked at him weird.

"What?"

"Nothing. You should tell him you like him."

"Ugh. I have. He doesn't at all feel the same way." I sighed.

"Wow he said that? He must be blind."

I blushed. "Well actually no he's never said that.. but I can just tell you know? From the way he ignores me."

"Wow he's an idiot. Anyone who doesn't like you is missing out." He pulled a piece of paper and a pen out of no where and scribbled something down, then handed it to me and winked. "See you later."

Well guess I'm not going to french.

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GUYS. im so sorry i havent been updating! i kept getting writers block and when i figured something out i was in the middle of a test.

In other news im about to fail creative writing because my teacher is getting pissed off at me for "never capitalising my i's"

it is not my fault if the computer doesnt have spell check for i's

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